Life in a City

Are we all not running from one city to another looking for an escape.

Are we all not moving from one jungle of concrete to another looking for solace.

Are we all not passing one crawling machine and then another looking for a green trail.

Life is a race and we all the rats either in one city or the other.

There is no escape, solace or green trail.

They are a long lost past.

Today we are all stuck in the city, in the concrete jungle, crawling amidst the machines, struggling for air to breathe.